dognovel Chapter 1 Traveling Through Time with a Farm
Chapter 1 Traveling Through Time with a Farm
In a picturesque little mountain village in Yunnan Province, on Earth's Xia Kingdom.
Located in western Yunnan Province, this area boasts a beautiful natural environment, but the county town itself has few businesses.
The townspeople live and work in peace and contentment. Apart from a few farmers, there are only a few small shops in town. If a young person were to live here, they would probably find it boring and without a future.
If we're talking about retirement, the environment and price level here are just right.
The situation is a little better in the town, but in the villages, apart from the elderly, there are very few young people staying at home anymore.
Occasionally, a few young people will appear in the village, either for hiking or to film short dramas.
A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, around fifty years old, was sitting in the courtyard of a farmhouse.
A middle-aged man sat in the courtyard, watching a TV series called "Full House of Love" on his phone, and occasionally letting out a long sigh.
Watching the male protagonist Sha Zhu's experiences in the drama, being foolishly exploited by widows his whole life, made me so angry that I slapped my thigh.
The middle-aged man thought the other person was too foolish, much like himself when he was young. He particularly understood the protagonist's situation because he was also easily fooled when he was young.
He's easily swayed by a few kind words and becomes incredibly helpful. But often, despite all his efforts, he ends up being ridiculed by others.
It truly proves the saying that good people don't get good rewards, while bad people live a long life.
Middle-aged people only see the true nature of humanity when they get older, and they also realize how foolish they were to do things back then.
The middle-aged man is named Wu Tao, and he used to be a boss with tens of millions of assets.
As a result, due to his gullibility in trusting those around him, he made poor investments and ultimately went bankrupt. Those close to him certainly wouldn't suffer with him, so their separation was a perfectly normal occurrence.
It is only at this point that middle-aged people see the true nature of others and understand the profound truth that one cannot be too kind to certain people.
After selling off his assets, Wu Tao came to this small mountain village with one million yuan in cash, intending to spend the rest of his life there.
The picturesque mountain village has a beautiful environment.
Wu Tao felt that if he retired here, he could definitely stay away from the city's pollution. Even if he didn't live to be a hundred, at least his soul could be purified.
Wu Tao reached an agreement with the village leaders and spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy six acres of land in the village to start building his own nursing home.
The plot of land was in the most remote part of the village. It used to be a pond, but Wu Tao has filled it in. This is why the village sold six mu of land to Wu Tao for only 30,000 yuan.
The actual villagers don't value this land. According to them, it would take several years for such land to recover and become suitable for cultivation.
Wu Tao didn't mind, even if a lot of fertilizer would be needed to improve the soil later, at least the scenery here was indeed beautiful.
This also distances them from the original inhabitants of the village, so they don't have to be their close neighbors.
It's impossible for everyone in a village to be a good person. If everyone gets too close, conflicts may be inevitable.
Wu Tao came here to retire, not to stir up trouble.
In addition, it's not far from the main road; just over a hundred meters ahead is the main road.
It's a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle, and it's also convenient for him to drive to town to buy things anytime.
For Wu Tao, the place that others would avoid at all costs is the best choice.
Buying six acres of land for 30,000 yuan is already a good deal.
In a big city, you could probably only buy one square meter of property. Compared to that, it's a huge profit.
Aside from a few inconveniences, the conditions here are simply amazing.
The land is neither too big nor too small. According to Wu Tao's plan, four mu will be used to grow grains and vegetables.
Three acres are planted with wheat and corn. One acre is divided into several sections for rotating planting of vegetables, tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, and peanuts.
The remaining two acres of land were used to build a small courtyard, livestock shed, drying yard, warehouse, and pond.
Behind the yard were five livestock sheds, where several pigs, sheep, and chickens were kept.
A small pond was dug directly in front, and more than a thousand fish fry of various kinds were thrown in, along with a flock of ducks.
A simple steel-framed warehouse of 200 square meters was built next to it to store grain and house small machinery.
Wu Tao isn't going to force himself to endure hardship. It's a new era, why would he want to return to a simpler life and expend so much physical energy farming? He's here to retire, not to suffer.
When you have the means, you should prioritize enjoying life. Who says farming in the village means you have to suffer?
Wu Tao was planning to live a leisurely rural life, enjoying the tranquility of the countryside.
To make farming easier, Wu Tao researched online and consulted many professionals before spending a sum of money to buy a lot of small machinery.
A multi-functional rotary tiller that can harvest, till, plant, and weed.
A small flour mill, a small thresher, and a small oil press.
The courtyard has three large tiled houses facing south, and four side rooms. Upon entering, there is a living room, a study on each side, and a bedroom.
Four side rooms, a kitchen, a dining room, a public restroom, and a cold storage room specifically for storing meat.
I invested in building a small photovoltaic power station on the roof of the house and bought a high-power battery for my own use.
A well was dug in the yard, along with a water pump. A water tank was added to the side room to ensure water supply inside. A tap was added outside the door, and pipes were connected to irrigate the land at any time.
There are also several apple trees and several pear trees planted in the yard.
The total investment amounted to nearly 800,000 yuan, and it took almost half a year to finally complete.
Wu Tao has lived here for two years, coming from the bustling city to this small mountain village. At first, Wu Tao felt a little lost and unaccustomed to it.
After two years of uneventful life, he has begun to adapt to his current life.
The corn harvested each year is consumed internally, since there are quite a few livestock, and it's normal for pigs, sheep, chickens, and ducks to consume several thousand kilograms of corn a year.
Three mu of wheat can yield nearly 4,000 jin a year, with a yield rate of 60% to 90%.
Four thousand catties of wheat can yield approximately three thousand catties of wheat flour.
Aside from the few hundred kilograms of wheat they consumed annually, they sold the rest of the wheat for money.
The harvest of pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks, and fish, besides being consumed by ourselves, can yield more than 2,000 jin (1,000 kg) to be sold throughout the year.
Every year, in addition to purchasing fertilizers, pesticides, and daily necessities, we also buy other household items.
Besides satisfying your own needs, you can also earn several thousand yuan.
Wu Tao has achieved true low desire in his life in the village; apart from eating and drinking, he basically doesn't buy anything else.
At the same time, Wu Tao also helped this place achieve self-sufficiency in water and electricity, meat, vegetables, and grains.
Even without a single penny, Wu Tao doesn't need to worry about not being able to survive.
Even in his sleep, Wu Tao was still angry at that idiot Zhu.
If I had those conditions—three rooms in Beijing and a stable job—my life would be fantastic.
When he woke up, he saw a middle-aged man with dead fish eyes and a seven-year-old girl standing at the head of his bed looking at him.
"Silly Zhu, what are you muttering to yourself? Get up now, or you'll be late."
Wu Tao got up in a daze, washed up, ate breakfast, and then walked out of the yard.
Wu Tao was in a daze all day until he lay in bed at night, when his memories finally came together.
I have somehow transmigrated from the future into the world of Love in the Courtyard.
My name is He Yuzhu, nicknamed Silly Zhu, and I am sixteen years old this year.
Wu Tao—no, He Yuzhu—lay on the bed and began to recall the plot.
Okay, it's already May of 1951. According to the plot, He Daqing should already be planning to run away with the White Widow.
He Yuzhu never expected that he would actually be thrown into this world by a mysterious big shot just because he was watching a TV series and made a comment about what would happen if he were a silly Zhu.
He Yuzhu lay on the hard wooden bed, smelling the sour odor of the bedding.
Deep down, I wish I could have my own farmhouse and come here with him.
Just as He Yuzhu thought of this, he vanished in a flash.
In his personal space, in a farmhouse courtyard, He Yuzhu stood alone in the yard, laughing like a fool.
I never expected that I would actually bring my own farmhouse courtyard here. With space at my disposal, the advantage is in my hands!
He Yuzhu explored the space for a while. First of all, thanks to the original design, the place could be self-sufficient in terms of water and electricity, as well as other things.
The space and the outside world are reversed, day and night are reversed; it is night outside, and day here. The sky still has the cycle of the sun and moon, and wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.
Secondly, apart from his own six acres of space, the surrounding area was all gray and hazy. Touching anything around him felt like being separated from the space by an invisible barrier.
After a few days of exploration, He Yuzhu discovered that even if he was busy in the space for half a day, as long as he slept for two hours in the space, he could ensure that he had plenty of energy for the next day.
He Yuzhu also discovered that his body was slowly changing. It was probably due to the fusion of the two people's spiritual power, which made his spiritual power very strong now, far beyond the effect of one plus one equals two.
By August 51, He Yuzhu had fully adapted to the era.
By this time, he had reached a height of 1.78 meters, with clearly defined muscles.
I started learning Sichuan cuisine at Fengzeyuan at the age of fourteen under my master Wang Defa, and now my three-year apprenticeship is over.
He Yuzhu was officially approved by his master to graduate yesterday.
The restaurant paid He Yuzhu a monthly salary of 300,000 yuan, of which 200,000 yuan came from his master, Wang Defa. This is a common practice in the culinary world.
The apprenticeship lasts three years, with two years of service. In the first year, 60% of the salary goes to the master, and in the second year, 40% goes to the master.
However, the owner of Fengzeyuan recently planned to increase He Yuzhu's salary.
After all, He Yuzhu's cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and he is now fully capable of handling the work at Sanzao.
After discussions, the manager of Fengzeyuan decided to pay He Yuzhu a monthly salary of 400,000 yuan.
Master Wang Defa noticed that He Yuzhu seemed to have suddenly become enlightened in the past few months, transforming from someone with some talent into a gifted genius disciple.
Master Wang Defa directly exempted He Yuzhu from his service period, so He Yuzhu's monthly salary of 400,000 yuan would all be his own.
He Yuzhu did not refuse. Instead, he solemnly kowtowed three times to his master, Wang Defa. He Yuzhu did not say a word, yet it seemed as if he had said a lot.
Master Wang Defa was overjoyed; taking on this genius disciple was definitely worthwhile.
He was already in his fifties, nearing retirement age, and yet he had encountered such a genius in his last few years. He felt he could boast about it to his peers for the rest of his life.